Lord Of Martial Arts

"Thank you very much."

As inheriting the bronze coffin would be of tremendous help to Darren's adventure in the Godly City, he was willing to accept it.

"Relax your Spirit Power."

Darren nodded, closed his eyes, and did what Hiram the Great instructed.

A few moments later, a weird power rushed into Darren's head.

The moment the force entered Darren's mind, the crystal in his head started to resist it.

It was only after Darren released his spiritual sense and controlled the crystal that the power could penetrate Darren's soul.

A few moments later, he was able to connect with the bronze coffin. The feeling that coursed through him was similar to when he mastered control of the Ancient Void Battlefield.

"With this bronze coffin, you will not face any challenges when you break through to the Emperor Realm in the future," Hiram the Great informed Darren.

"Why?" Darren asked with a puzzled expression.

"If you want to reach the Emperor Realm, you must condense a small world. Without it, you can't become a holy emperor. But, this bronze coffin can be regarded as a small world. So, now, to become a holy emperor, all you have to do is to improve your cultivation base," Hiram the Great explained.

Darren recalled that the guardian of the Ancient Void Battlefield had also told him the same thing when he inherited the Ancient Void Battlefield. To become a holy emperor, one had to condense a small world.

The more Darren thought about this, the more curious he became.

He had seen many holy emperors, but none of them had a small world. Why?

Soon, he couldn't help asking Hiram the Great.

"The small world is not for attacking. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why you haven't seen other holy emperors use it. However, that doesn't mean that they don't have it."

"Ah! I understand." Darren's brows shot up, and he nodded. He wondered why he hadn't thought of such a straightforward explanation.

"You must be stronger. For the sake of the world," Hiram the Great implored just before he vanished.

"I will," Darren murmured. Then, he too left with the unconscious old man.

After they exited the tomb, Darren returned to the old man's cottage. There, he transferred some spiritual energy to the old man to help him wake.

"Sir, how are you feeling now?"

"Oh, that stuff almost scared me to death. What the hell i

ronze coffin and the World Essence, he had forgotten about the Water Kylin.

'The immortal must have captured him. This is all my fault. I didn't even speak with her about his release.' Darren blamed himself.

Just then, a cold wind blew behind Darren.

When he felt the cold, an involuntary shiver coursed through Darren. He gritted his teeth, balled his fists, and turned around. As expected, a beautiful green figure stood behind him.

"I was looking for you," Darren sneered.

"Give me the World Essence." demanded the immortal. Her icy-cold glare pierced through Darren. But her voice and face remained expressionless as she stated her purpose.

"Stop daydreaming. I don't have it," Darren replied coldly.

"Where is it?"

"Why would I tell you? Who do you think you are?" Darren scoffed.

"You need me. Your wife is still in my soul. If you don't tell me where the World Essence is, she will die. And this time, I will ensure that she perishes completely," the immortal threatened Darren.

"Don't intimidate me. You have made an oath that you dare not break."

Cruelty flashed across the immortal's cold and beautiful face. After a while, she tried something else. "Your pet beast is in my hands. I will kill him."

After several encounters, the immortal knew Darren well. Since the threat against his wife did not work, she had to threaten this human with the creature that often accompanied him. Emotions and sentiments were a human being's biggest weakness.

Darren's expression darkened. As he had suspected, the Water Kylin was in her possession.